So happy coming home to America in one piece
and alive. Sure I party and chase women like there are no tomorrow. Some years
later I married, a baby girl was born, I name her Precious. Divorce follow soon
after that I didn’t put up a fight just signed the papers, paid her child
support payment.

She blamed me, still chasing women and
pouring down beers. I kept saying I will quit but that day never appear.

My Precious will soon be 18 year old. Today
was that day, so glad that this was going to be my final payment. Months after
month, years after year, all those payments. I called my baby girl over, told
her to take this check to your mothers house and tell her this is the last
check she’s ever getting from me. Come back and tell me about the expression on
your mothers face. I waited anxiously to hear what she would say and the look
on her face.

My daughter came back through my front door
and I ask, “what did your mother say about that?” She said to tell you, “you
aren’t my Dad,” and watch the expression on your face.

I never forgot that day my Precious said I
wasn’t her Dad. I stopped drinking after that.